13/7/08

My Generation

"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed bymadness, starving hysterical naked,dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawnlooking for an angry fix,angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenlyconnection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high satup smoking in the supernatural darkness ofcold-water flats floating across the tops of citiescontemplating jazz(...)"